drunken clowns with hepatitis

ok, i dont really know what to talk about, but i havnt said anything for a while....and silences are only good if everythings has been said. i dont think that everything has been said...i just dont know how to say it...and i dont think that "everything" is a good enough word for it all.

ive finnished english forever now....no more classes and no more exams....how exciting.

ummm what else should i say? something cryptic perhaps? i suck balls at that.
im 18 soon. that will be fun i spose. three months and i move away; thats good too i spose.

i need somthing interesting to talk about. nothing interesting happens in my life. now to contradict myself, as usual, somthing interesting not only in THE world but in MY world everyday. i seriously doubt anyone reading this would find it interesting. people dont know what to comment on my blog, and at first i thought that maybe it was everyone i know dont know how to say what they mean, especially about me...i have changed this hypothesis and have decided that it probably has a lot to do with the fact that i dont say anything worthy of your most humble comment. "when you dance you have a way with me, sway with me"

i want to meet Alexcander McQueen.
i want to be vivaldi
i want to hear rebecca del rio
i want to smell christopher doyle
i want to be with you, coz i miss you

yeah, annalise's wish list

MATTO!!!

this blog is for matto.
i miss you too. yes, you are on my list of people who i am going to kiddnap and take to coffs with me. i am living in the vain hope that you might just decide to move anyway...shorten the jail term.... ;)
deep spaces, dark looks, its hard when these are inside. kiddo, i love you, and im here for you always ok? dont apologise for talking to me....its what im for.
you dont know what you've got till its gone....thats the best line i can use to describe my thoughts at the moment. DONT BREAK!!!!!!!!!!! ill try and think of a way to fix those cracks in your head and heart. Gaffa Tape? anyway, ill fix it.

and because you know im here, but far away you cant help but miss me more. and you know the distance will try and change me, and you and our friendship and heartfelt devotion. and you know that im here. and you know what we've said. and you have your secrets, and i have mine. and we have ours...and they are ours. its ok. im still here. im not leaving. you're not leaving. come with me. we'll be our own wandering stars.....

its ok....call me sometime....love you kiddo...yeah i really miss you too
xoxoxxo
love anarisu

its in his kiss

this is all i blog. nonsense verses in which i wax lyrical....and then recieve comments from those selling somthing...namely penis pills.
this is all i do.

he's sitting on the edge of the bed. he's not happy. his lover...theres something missing. the sex is great. his lover and he, they enjoy each other. the company the talking the laughing the jokes. his lover is attractive....all his friends agree. but hes not happy. they had a fight. it was about that other guy. greg. he is jealous of greg. his lover spends too much time with greg.
he hates it when they go to bed angry. his lover stirs. he watches as his lovers body shifts, trying to get comfortable again. his lover really is beautiful. he knows his lover cares for him. he knows he REALLY cares for his lover. its just Greg. greg is always there, comming up in conversation. his lover likes to spend time with greg too. he wants to be the only one who spends time with his lover. he looks again at his lover, sleeping. he stretches out next to him. he falls to sleep again. he knows that Kevin and greg are just friends. he just gets a little protective sometimes.



i need somthing to talk about. this is just stupid.

wishing that you knew

its october.
its christy's birthday.
its my birthday in 27 days. ill be 18.

i dont know what to say. perhaps i shall make another installment of nonsence blogs by annalise. yes thats what ill do

while she lies down, she thinks of the last time she saw you. you watched her, as she walked past you. you watched her as she laughed and you saw her the last time she cried. and you watched and you did not talk, and you did not move and you did not think she saw you watching.
she saw. she watched you out of the corner of her laughing eyes, through her tears as she begged for help. and the lst time she saw you, you cried. you watched, walk past one last time, and you kissed her goodnight on her cheek in your mind, and you wish she knew it, and you walked away. and you miss her, and you thought she didint know.
while she lies down she remebers the last time she saw you. her hand moves across her cheek, touching the spot you kissed. wishing that you knew.

im done.